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A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover

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BTW i was l looking at the stats for a solar and i found this,

On another, seven solars stand watch over seven mystical chains keeping evil gods bound within a prison demiplane.

I mean if we want a explanation of the origin of the seven, it could be these seven angels who became gods to hoard divine power and use it to keep the prison secure.
This can also be a reason for why the seven
are really not displaying their power often.
 
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Part MMMDCCCXVIII: That Perilous Light
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    • That Perilous Light ​

    Eleventh Day of the Ninth Month 294 AC

    One path filled with the unknown and one filled with so many people it would be like trying to run through an enemy formation mid-battle, it seemed only reasonable to choose the third. After all, he had fooled their checkpoints once, why not a second time? The answer came in the form of an unwelcome click breaking his silent stride right in front of the heavy doors marked with the glyph Izaz in the tongue of fire, Revelation. And revealed where the silent stalker was in a flash of white fire that left his flesh unharmed but clung to his form, marking him for the death.

    If it had been Viserys or Lya he might have been able to twist time and cancel the spell as it formed. If he wielded the enchantments of the Red Priestess he might have been able to enthrall the pair of dervish guards at the door with a word before they could call out

    If wishes were oars than beggars would sail.

    The four guards fire was not for show. They leapt upon him as figures of molten dread, the titles of their lord an invocation of courage and a call to war all upon them.

    "Unquenchable One! Lord of Battles! Master of Masters!" The keening cries echoed on stone and even Garin for all his arts of death and murder could not slit their throats before the words were spoken.

    Even so, unable to count upon the displacement of his cloak and taken unawares by the trap, Garin was deft and skilled enough to avoid the blows of his foes and deal them back with interest. The first of them died with a dagger sinking deep into the fiery mass where his heart should have been. But this was not the kind of battle Garin could win, fighting face to face with no allies to watch his back and distract the enemy.

    "Curtain's Up!" he shouted, not bothering to mind-speak. Having two people, one of them a knight in armor who weighed half again as much as him, burst out of his cloak pocket was almost enough to knock him off his feet. As it was it was enough to push him into the wall opposite the door, just as answering war cries rang out across the corridor and beyond.

    Even as Ser Rchard made quick work of another of the dervishes and Viserys immolated one with fire beyond fire it was clear the enemy were not merely charging blindly. They were gathering, they were gathering and organizing, readying to protect the gate room and the vaults.

    "We need to fight our way forward, now!" Viserys called, drawing Dark Sister even as he ran forward. "If we given them a chance to organize those stones are as good as in the Sultan's treasury. "

    No sooner had he finished his words that a flash of unlight filled the corridor. The mage hunter had translocated in front of them, attuned to the wards and unconstrained. He had chosen his weapon well and only Viserys interposed ring flashing with sudden flame kept his magic from being utterly stripped.

    "Ah... a man of means I see," the amir laughed in his strangely polished accent. "Might I ask where you acquired that cloak?"

    The heavy footfalls of common guards and the hissing flame of the dervishes could be heard from behind and in front of them.

    What do you do?

    [] Try to push to the the closest vault and start looting, the faster you get to them the more of them you can claim

    [] Get to the Gate Room and shut it down, you can handle everyone on this level, at least long enough to do what you came here from, but not reinforcements from the City of Brass

    [] Write in

    OOC: So I was thinking of all sorts of complicated trap-spells like the one in the ret-coned update, but then it occurred to me that the best trap to put in the middle of a often used hall is one that does not hurt the person who trips it, because it can all too easily happen by accident. For anyone who is wondering, yes, Garin would normally be able to hide even with the spell on him if he knew he had it from the start, but not even mythic hiding skills can deal with being unexpectedly lit up like a Christmas Tree just as you are passing someone's line of sight.
     
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    • I think we should get to the gate room as fast as possible and destroy it.
    As much as those wardstones are important i dont want viserys and co to die in a random bunker in the PoF
    Shit we are caught.:(:cry:
     
    DragonParadox said:
    That Perilous Light ​

    Eleventh Day of the Ninth Month 294 AC

    One path filled with the unknown and one filled with so many people it would be like trying to run through an enemy formation mid-battle, it seemed only reasonable to choose the third. After all, he had fooled their check points once, so why not a second time? The answer came in the form of an unwelcome click breaking his silent stride right in front of the heavy doors marked with the glyph Izaz in the tongue of fire, Revelation. And revealed the silent stalker was, in a flash of white fire that left his flesh unharmed, but clung to his form, marking him for the death.

    If it had been Viserys or Lya he might have been able to twist time and cancel the spell as it formed. If he wielded the enchantments of the Red Priestess he might have been able to enthrall the pair of dervish guards at the door with a word before they could call out.

    If wishes were oars than beggars would sail.

    The four guards' fire was not for show. They leapt upon him as figures of molten dread, the titles of their lord an invocation of courage and a call to war all upon them.

    "Unquenchable One! Lord of Battles! Master of Masters!" The keening cries echoed on stone and even Garin, for all his arts of death and murder, could not slit their throats before the words were spoken.

    Even so unable to count upon the displacement of his cloak and taken unawares by the trap, Garin was deft and skilled enough to avoid the blows of his foes and deal them back with interest. The first of them died with a dagger sinking deep into the fiery mass where his heart should have been. But this was not the kind of battle Garin could win, fighting face to face with no allies to watch his back and distract the enemy.

    "Curtain's Up!" he shouted, not bothering to mind-speak. Having two people, one of them a knight in armor who weighed half again as much as him burst out of his cloak pocket was almost enough to knock him off his feet. It was enough to push him into the wall opposite the door, just as answering war cries rang out across the corridor and beyond.

    Even as Ser Rchard made quick work of another of the dervishes and Viserys immolated one with fire beyond fire, it was clear the enemy were not merely charging blindly. They were gathering, they were organizing, readying to protect the gate room and the vaults.

    "We need to fight our way forward, now!" Viserys called, drawing Dark Sister even as he ran forward. "If we give them a chance to organize those stones are as good as in the Sultan's treasury. "

    No sooner had he finished his words than a flash of unlight filled the corridor. The mage hunter had translocated in front of them, attuned to the wards and unconstrained. He had chosen his weapon well and only Viserys' interposed ring flashing with sudden flame kept his magic from being utterly stripped.

    "Ah... a man of means, I see," the amir laughed in his strangely polished accent. "Might I ask where you acquired that cloak?"

    The heavy footfalls of common guards and the hissing flame of the dervishes could be heard from behind and in front of them.

    What do you do?

    [] Try to push to the the closest Vault and start looting, the faster you get to them the more of them you can claim

    [] Get to the Gate Room and shut it down, you can handle everyone on this level, at least long enough to do what you came here from, but not reinforcements from the City of Brass

    [] Write in

    OOC: So I was thinking of all sorts of complicated trap spells like the one in the ret-coned update, but then it occurred to me that the best trap to put in the middle of a often used hall is one that does not hurt the person who trips it, because it can all too easily happen by accident. For anyone who is wondering yes Garin would normally be able to hide even with the spell on him if he knew he had it from the start, but not even mythic hiding skills can deal with being unexpectedly lit up like a Christmas Tree just as you are passing someone's line of sight. Not yet edited
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    Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.
     
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    I think we should try to shut the Gate down ASAP, before shit start a piling up on us from both ends.

    [X] Get to the Gate Room and determine if you can shut it down, scramble its destination, or, better yet, redirect it to a friendlier locale. You can handle everyone on this level, at least long enough to do what you came here from, but not reinforcements from the City of Brass
    -[X] When not fighting or otherwise occupied as they rush to the Vault, Viserys, Richard, and Garin will drop as many activated Sultan's Tribute bombs and Elemental Gems as they can manage.
     
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    Goldfish said:
    I think we should try to shut the Gate down ASAP, before shit start a piling up on us from both ends.

    [X] Get to the Gate Room and shut it down, you can handle everyone on this level, at least long enough to do what you came here from, but not reinforcements from the City of Brass
    -[X] When not fighting or otherwise occupied as they rush to the Vault, Viserys, Richard, and Garin will drop as many activated Sultan's Tribute bombs and Elemental Gems as they can manage.
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    BTW the gate room is just next to the vaults
    Can we send a good amount of our elementals to secure the vaults or atlaest delay them from getting away with the loot?
     
    Ouranous said:
    BTW the gate room is just next to the vaults
    Can we send a good amount of our elementals to secure the vaults or atlaest delay them from getting away with the loot?
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    Not really. They're only going to be good for a distraction for pursuing forces at best while we deal with the Gate Room.
     
    Goldfish said:
    I think we should try to shut the Gate down ASAP, before shit start a piling up on us from both ends.

    [X] Get to the Gate Room and shut it down, you can handle everyone on this level, at least long enough to do what you came here from, but not reinforcements from the City of Brass
    -[X] When not fighting or otherwise occupied as they rush to the Vault, Viserys, Richard, and Garin will drop as many activated Sultan's Tribute bombs and Elemental Gems as they can manage.
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    Throw in a combat-plan for the mage, or just hope that Richard does his thing?
     
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